Chapter 877 Alliance (1)

Style: Science Author: Xu Er’s catWords: 2040Update Time: 24/01/12 00:16:17
This guy has really been here!

In other words, this space once existed in the outside world, but later due to some reasons, it was separated and formed a separate secret realm.

but...

Thinking of Taomen, Lingshan, Heaven, and even the underworld, the four buildings...

Is this such a coincidence?

Wang Ye had reason to suspect that some big boss had forced the four spaces together.

"Teacher, let's talk."

"You see, I am so sincere. I will bring you in directly. Are you..."

"You should also introduce me."

Wang Ye looked at Maitreya with a smile and said.

Maitreya's expression was indifferent. He looked at Wang Ye and said calmly: "The poor monk can say it, but... will you believe it?"

Wang Ye suddenly fell silent.

I really hope that this bald donkey can be kind enough to tell me some real news. It is better to hope that Li Xinghe really only has five minutes left to live.

"Anyway, Donor Wang, let's work together to expel the ghosts around us first."

Miroku spoke again.

But this time Wang Ye just glanced at Maitreya with a strange expression. In Maitreya's eyes, the energy aura on his body gradually changed, and finally turned into ghost aura, perfectly integrating with the guys around him.

...

Maitreya was stunned.

Wang Ye still had the same smile that he didn't want to be beaten: "Teacher, you must work hard. Don't worry, I won't sneak attack you!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye clenched his fists, made a cheering gesture, and walked through a group of ghosts in a swaggering way, heading deeper into the space.

You don't need this trick in the wasteland, because everyone is familiar with it. You don't need to sense your breath, you can just look at your face and know who you are.

In addition, Wang Ye deliberately used ghosts to train himself, so that situation was created.

But if he really wants some peace and quiet...

Haha, he was hiding among the ghosts, and Maitreya couldn't find him for a while.

And Wang Ye did indeed do this.

The moment he entered the group of ghosts, Wang Ye's face began to gradually change, and in a few flashes, he even changed his clothes. Under the cover of the ghosts, Maitreya completely lost Wang Ye's whereabouts.

Thinking about Wang Ye's last words, Maitreya's expression was a bit ugly.

This guy...

Will he definitely attack me secretly?

In this scenario, the success rate of Wang Ye's sneak attack is very high. There is no way, there are ghosts in all directions.

But what if Wang Ye didn't make a sneak attack and simply escaped?

A multiple choice question.

Even though he knew that Wang Ye might just make a move on him, Maitreya still had to remain fully vigilant. If he did, his steps would naturally be slowed down.

Too passive.

Why does this grandson's strength improve so quickly and do so many extravagant tasks?

So damn...

In contrast, if Maitreya hadn't been determined, he would have started to feel inferior.

At this time, Wang Ye had already followed the ghost group and set off to the deepest part.

Just kidding, Maitreya's bald ass definitely has a back-up plan. For such a vigilant person, if he hasn't prepared a few killing moves after so many years, he is a liar.

Even if he succeeds in a sneak attack, he still can't kill him.

Moreover, he also had to be on guard against the possibility that Maitreya might be afraid of the unequal strength between the two sides, so he would try to use up his trump cards, but he would also have to accompany him to get seriously injured.

After all, it's a loss.

He knows his own business, Maitreya must have a trump card, and there are more than one.

But he really doesn't have much.

In the final analysis, high talent is indeed an advantage, but it is also a disadvantage. It is too lacking in time accumulation.

For example, when you reach the Arhat realm, you finally learn a ruthless move and become invincible among the Arhats. As a result, you are promoted to the Bodhisattva level, and your unique skills of self-effacement are no longer useful.

Wang Ye is facing such a situation.

Otherwise, why hadn't he used the killing technique for a long time recently? It really wouldn't have had much effect.

He was also helpless about this.

"Oh, it's all my fault for being too talented. What a pity."

Seeing that he had gradually walked out of the group of ghosts, Wang Ye felt a little emotional. Looking back, Wang Ye suddenly froze in place.

Because a Buddha image suddenly appeared in the sky behind.

And it's...the shadow of Buddha.

The aura emanating from this Buddha figure was so overwhelming that even Wang Ye felt a little palpitated, and then...

The Buddha's shadow rushed directly into the group of ghosts and exploded with a bang.

This space began to vibrate violently, and dense cracks appeared around it, as if they were about to explode at any time. Under the impact of energy, the ghosts flew out one after another, or directly exploded and fell into pieces.

And Wang Ye, the only one still standing there, seemed out of place.

Maitreya came to Wang Ye's side in a flash. He admired Wang Ye's exquisite costume and flawless disguise with a smile, and nodded with a smile: "I have to say, Donor Wang's methods are still extremely rich."

"It's a pity that the poor monk can only send one trump card."

"pity."

Although he said this, Wang Ye didn't see a look of regret on his face at all.

The most important thing is that you can't figure out how many methods he has at this level.

This kind of man who plays with his brains is also known as a vigilant person. Wang Ye believed him when he said that he had prepared dozens or hundreds of trump cards.

Thousands of years, one in ten years, that’s a hundred.

...

Wang Ye glanced at Maitreya and was silent for a few seconds. Then he suddenly let out a ferocious roar, shook his body uncoordinatedly on the spot, and walked crookedly away.

I am a ghost.

I don't want to talk to you.

After seeing Wang Ye's actions, Maitreya smiled and shook his head, and followed Wang Ye leisurely with his hands behind his back.

It seemed that Wang Ye was his summon.

But deep in his eyes, a gloomy look flashed.

joke!

He doesn't have many trump cards of this level.

Every time he used one, he felt terribly distressed. If he hadn't felt that he was very close to the truth this time, and he didn't want Wang Ye to take the upper hand, he wouldn't have used it even if he killed him.

Isn’t this just a cannon to kill mosquitoes?

Big loss!